I’ve been fighting for clarity lately. I’ve been off center and getting back on track has been the clumsiest act of dropping marbles, picking them up and dropping them again.

It will pass. It has to. Forward movement.

These poems are a reflection of my current attempt at finding my way through this uncertain phase in my life. I don’t necessarily understand the journey, but it’s led me, unquestionably, to a place that I call home.

The photos were done by the lovely Amy Wolf. You can check out more of her photography here (link)

Written by: Franque Bains

You can learn more about her journey to writing land at – franquebains.com